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Princess Viviana Pravus

Replace every use of the word 'honor' with the word 'fun', and the world would be a far less dull place.

Social Rank: 3
Concept: Sword of Setarco
Fealty: Pravus
Family: Pravus
Gender: female
Marital Status: Unmarried
Age: 33
Birthday: 06/27
Religion: Pantheon
Vocation: Swashbuckling Bon Vivant
Height: 5'9"
Hair Color: Jet black
Eye Color: Vivid green
Skintone: Olive

Titles: Silver Lion of Setarco, Setar'Vipera

Description: Few have the ready laugh and genuine smile, both brilliant and full of vigor, like Lady Viviana Pravus. She combines the grace of a noble born lady with the vitality of a company of legends. Her frame is slender and strong, beautifully crafted from a dream of athleticism and grace. Hair the color of mystery itself falls in glorious waves down her back, or tied back in a practical, elegant braid. Her easy, delightful smiles have life lent to them by the brilliance of her vivid green eyes, which outshine all the jewels in the kingdom. Unquestionably beautiful, her real attraction comes from the confidence and swagger, the belly laughs, the pure ferocity and joy the woman claims from every step, every blink of her long lashes.

(Eyepatch over her right eye. Badass.)

Personality: Flamboyantly daring with brash confidence, Viviana intends to live life to its fullest. Setbacks and defeats are just entertaining challenges that allow her to showcase dazzling skill or charm, and Viviana is never one to permit anything to throw her off her jaunty stride for very long. With a wicked wit and keenly ambitious mind that lives up to House Pravus' dark reputation, she's ready to laugh off just about everything- particularly words of caution, piety of restraint.

Background: No member of House Pravus has ever been jailed in Setarco City, let alone enough times that they came to know the name of every single captain of the City Watch. None but one.

Viviana realized early that while most had a dream they pursued until death, she could not be like most. She needed to follow all her many wants, live many lives, an aching yearning leading the uncommited Pravosi to wear a thousand hats and journey freely, much to the chagrin of her mother.

Lady Leticia was a woman of searing focus, something that had brushed off on Viviana's sister but was anathema to her eldest daughter. Their clashes were frequent, and even if Leticia was many times the manipulator Viviana could ever hope to be, sometimes rebellion was enough to the girl, no matter the punishment.

Cut her stipend? Viviana would start a gambling enterprise in the Undertow. Denoble the girl? Viviana would join a crew of pirates for six months. Allow the City Guard to arrest her? Viviana would soon befriend them and at one point even convinced uncle Piero to allow her to lead them.

Anywhere Viviana was thrown, she would excel, her thirst for a life less ordinary shifting even the most hopeless situations into an opportunity. The fighting between mother and daughter lasted until Duke Piero Pravus and his Sword, Lord Tiberio, were murdered and the war against the Argento broke out.

That very day Lady Leticia beseeched to the new Duchess that Viviana be appointed Sword. Whatever her reasoning, that was what became of Viviana Pravus, the most improbable Sword of Setarco in House Pravus' historied existence.

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The newly-minted Sword of Setarco rode with her father Raphael, a war hero from other wars. The young woman dreamt of glory and ballads, of finding the Sword of Nilanza in the battlefield and settling this score once and for all, for Duchess, family and country. They would name young girls after her for years to come!

Reality of war almost tore Viviana to shreds.

Although she pursued the Sword of Nilanza, that was not meant to be, both duelists always missing each other and fighting in different battlefields. The foes she did meet, however, were faces she knew from galas, hunts, adventures and festivals, other young nobles that were dragged into the war for the same reason as she. Viviana was not ready to cut down friends and lovers, but so she did, for Duchess, family and country, to protect her own.

By the time Nilanza had been taken in the Siege of Nilanza, and Viviana stood by her mother's side as Pravosi banners were hoisted on top the castle, the young woman knew why Lady Leticia had asked the Duchess to name her eldest daughter for the title of Sword, in the time she did. War had taken its toll, and taught Viviana much about oaths and duty. About life and death, and heroism in the real world.

Lady Leticia and her daughter would not speak to each other again.

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Years would pass before Viviana would show traces of her former self, albeit the changes were there. Sharper and more charming than she is friendly, the Sword of Setarco has finally become what her mother wanted her to be. Although Viviana still feels that unquenchable need to have and experience, no longer she can simply do it without feeling the urge to tackle every new desire as an obsessive challenge. Children play, women like Viviana conquer.

Since her days as a young and carefree wildchild she has dabbled in all manner of dangerous activity that would kill other, lesser Setarcans, but not Lady Viviana Pravus, the ever-hungry daughter of Lady Leticia Pravus.

In the years after her arrival in Arx, Lady Viviana Pravus was instrumental in helping her house ascend in power and prestige, acting as Duchess Belladonna's strong right hand in the Silent War, the Gyre War, and helping lead the conquest of shav forces on the Isle of Setara. When Pravus turned towards the Saffron Chain, Viviana was there every step of the way in seizing the land from slavers, losing an eye in the process but gaining the title of 'Princess', as her house became the first duchy to ascend to a Great House in the history of the Compact. Convalescing from wounds in Pravus' battles, she briefly dropped out of the public eye, though it was said she gained an iron fisted control over the criminal underworld in Setarco.

As she sets her eyes on Arx for a triumphant return, woe be to whatever stands in her path.

Relationship Summary


Enemy:
Acquaintance:
  • Egon - A mind like winter, suffering no fools.
  • Jhond - Passion with a lively use of language.
  • Gwenys - Picture her without diamonds, garbed in hope.

  • Friend:
  • I - Faithful friends are hard to find.

  • Family:
  • Graziella - Blue gloom of an early morning.
  • Patrizio - Glory in birth and glory in skill.
  • Sebastian - A work of art is poetry and the artist is poet.

  • Rival:
  • Me - The rival perfects the self's imperfections.

  • Ally:
  • Myself - Today's opponents, tomorrow's allies.
  • Audgrim - Archer awake, alone in the far woods.
  • Svana - Swan beneath a lily's shadow.
  • Mayir - A world made with cunning vision.
  • Venturo - Morning glory's sky-blue cup.

  • Spouse:
  • Swords Saltwater & Myself - Always.

  • Sibling:
  • Lianne - Makes a dark mirror out of writing.

  • Protege:
  • Anisha - Plucks at the soul from a secret place.
  • Avita - To entice - to convince - with golden words and silver tongue.
  • Volya - Inside of one, the ocean. Outside of one, the sky.

  • Frenemy:
  • Maris - A treacherous creature is the shark.
  • Name Summary
    Andromeda The Sword of Setarco is exactly what her legend foretells - a physically impressive woman with a wickedly sharp tongue and a boisterous confidence that gives her friends hearth and no doubt makes her enemies quake. She is the Silver Lion of Setarco. She is the Setar'Vipera. And she is magnificent. I have fought by her side, and I long for such days to come again - for it is glorious.
    Anisha I've long admired Princess Viviana for her joy in life and the effortless ease with which she wanders from battlefield to courtly affairs. The lightness of her step and the cocky smile - and the utter stylishness of her eye-patches. And now, I get to call her my patron. My, my. The future seems to just flow to the brim with possibility.
    Audgrim She is wild and unpredictable and entirely dangerous. Glad we are on good terms. Not the sort of person I'd want as an enemy. Does look damn good in those leathers.
    Gwenys Quite friendly Sword of Setarco. Hope I can face her in the sparring ring soon.
    Kia A swashbuckling Pravus princess. The day I met her was so hot that she was smouldering. I would love to hear stories of her adventures since I would like to be an adventurer too, perhaps she'll write them all down in a book.
    Maris Deadly with that rapier. Confident, cool, casual. Not quite like any Princess that I've met before. For better or for worse...
    Nina She's so impressive to see in combat. A warrior who doesn't give up even under almost impossible odds!
    Orland She chided me in a Shrine for bowing and knows how to clear out an arena of Oathlanders with a singular comment. There are other weapons to use beyond the physical and her Highness knows them intimately.
    Raimon Flambouyant and confident, Viviana Pravus has a quick observant eye, and an equally quick sense of humour to pair it with
    Ripley I'm gonna make her so many eyeballs, she'll be eyeball'd out.
    Sorrel Ferocious and tenacious. In a Champions' duel, she gives it her all, and she makes for a beautiful dancer with her blade in her hand. I shall owe her a dance without swords soon.
    Svana 'Bold' is a word too watered down to describe Princess Viviana. She is the bite of a lemon rushing down your throat, followed by a pinch a sugar with more lemon after - and I do love lemon. What a personality!
    Venturo Even in the midst of deep 'meditation', the princess proves to be a most good humoured soul to share a conversation with, and one that inspires. Carnival-by-caravel? Fascinating.